Last January I met Pat. He was great! Not somebody that I normally would be attracted to. In fact I wasnât sexually attracted to him at first I had a boyfriend. We had been together for almost 5 years.
In the next few weeks, the group got together and Pat joined us. We thought he was a real player. He took a couple of the women out from the group, but nothing happened. Then all of a sudden he was arriving at the shop every day. He asked if he could use my computer. He also didnât know how to do a few things and knew virtually nothing about computer hardware.
So I allowed him to use the computer to check his email and to check out jobs since he didnât have his own computer. I also started teaching him about the hardware side of the computer. Now he was stopping by almost every night on his way home from work.
I was so naive. I would ask my partner which one of us that he was stopping by to see, especially since she wasnât here half the time. I just didnât get it. I so enjoyed the visits. I felt that I had met someone that I could really trust. I felt some sort of magic, but wasnât sure just what it was. But something was happening. I started teaching him ways to make money on the Internet. So I felt that that might be the reason that he kept coming by.
By this time it had been a couple of months and we were becoming good friends. He asked me to go with him computer shopping. When he came to the shop to pick me up, he was all dressed up and driving his little red Porsche. It was really cool. But I felt crummy still in my work clothes. I was beginning to feel different about him. Looking at him in the close quarters of the car, paying more attention to him. I was really drawn to him. Oh he smelled so good.
And we got along so well. But I still had that boyfriend.
The boyfriend and I weren't getting along all that well... He was mentally abusive. I didnât care for that anymore and he was so in control that I wasnât sure how to break away.
One of the biggest ways he was able to hold on was because he had been so good sexually.
I only saw him from Saturday afternoon to Monday night or Tuesday morn. And when I could I got as much sex out of him as I could. Then I would go all week without. When I didnât do what he wanted me to do he would withhold sex. This would drive me crazy, but I dot believe that you should go out on a monogamous partner.
But things were changing in my mind. I would stand next to Pat and I would get so turned on.
Just the smell of him drove me crazy. This I didnât understand. I had never reacted to anybody as I did him.
So I figured.âWhy Not". So I asked him to have sex with me. I wanted him in the worst way, and I also felt it was a way to break away from my current boyfriend.
He made me wait a week, and then on that Fantastic Thursday, he asked me to go for a walk on the canal. I was so excited, I could barely breathe.
We went for our walk.... We talked and talked. He told me about a few things that he wanted to do. We talked about a lot of things. It was great. Then I noticed that he had something on the back of his neck.... I told him to hold on and started to remove it when he leaned down and started to kiss me. I told him that wasnât what I stopped him for, but to go ahead.
God, that kiss was wonderful.
When we left the canal, we walked over to the car and I decided to be a little more playful.